Missing Me
I miss who I wasI miss who I am;
I miss "the poet".
I miss my own soul
I miss what I lost;
I miss me the most
Missing Me
I miss who I wasPoetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.
Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.
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Who's to say | 0 | 11/24/2009 |
How can I think? | 0 | 11/24/2009 |
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